Woke up every morning by my boss

When Huo Xing returned to the bed, he saw Lang Kun crying very sadly, thinking that he was in pain, he quickly put down the water glass and hugged him, and asked him if he needed to call Pei Ruoxian to come and see.

Lang Kun didn't answer him, buried his head in his knees and cried silently for a long time before asking hoarsely, "When did it happen?"

"Ok?"

"When did you fall into the demon race?" Lang Kun asked.

Hearing that Lang Kun's voice was hoarse, Huo Xing originally wanted to feed him some more water, but the hand holding the water glass stopped because of this question. He looked at Lang Kun with a relieved expression on his face, "You remember it?"

Lang Kun shook his head, "I only remember some sporadic fragments."

Putting down the water glass again, Huo Xing's silence brought the atmosphere into the weirdest situation since the two met again - even when it was discovered that Huo Xing was the "murderer" of the Camellia murder case, the atmosphere was never as it is now, the embarrassing silence revealed There was a slight alienation, as if the two had never been close.

After a long time, Lang Kun said: "I'm tired, I want to take a rest, you can go back first." After speaking, he lifted the quilt to cover himself like a turtle.

He said he wanted to sleep, but how could he be able to sleep in the current situation?What's more, I just woke up not long ago, but I just found an excuse to escape.

The memories that slowly come back are like a sharp sword, forcibly cutting through the chaos, making Lang Kun's mind clearer than ever before, and because of this clarity, he feels that he is being cut in half at the same time. It was Lang Kun as a human being, and the other half was Lang Kun as a demon.

Probably because he played human being for too long, the identity of Demon Lord became unreal instead.

Covered in the quilt, Lang Kun laughed at himself and carefully watched Huo Xing's movements.

I don't know how long it took before Huo Xing stood up. Lang Kun felt that the pressure on the hospital bed was lighter, and then there was the sound of drinking water, and Huo Xing drank the glass of warm water that had been poured for him. There was not a drop left, and then the sound of footsteps, and the sound of opening and closing the door.

Knowing that he had left the ward, Lang Kun breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense muscles relaxed.

But the good times didn't last long, the door was opened again 10 minutes later, and Huo Xing came back.

Lang Kun became nervous again, wondering if he found himself pretending to be asleep?It shouldn't be possible. He obviously breathed so lightly and his body didn't move at all. How could he find out?Lang Kun, who had the experience of lying motionless for three days in a wild cemetery, also had experience in pretending to be dead.

Huo Xing really wanted to come here before, but he went out for a while and was worried. Thinking that Lang Kun hadn't eaten for 24 hours, he was afraid that he would wake up hungry in the middle of the night, so he went to find a thermos in his office , mixed some warm brown sugar water and put it on the bedside table.

After hesitating for a while, Huo Xing stepped forward to hug the unknown object on the bed, and said softly through the quilt: "I have mixed some warm water for you and put it on the cabinet. Remember to drink it when you are thirsty. I will go first, what a dream."

Lang Kun: "..." How could this guy take care of himself to be thirsty, but not take care of himself to be hungry? It's really inconsiderate, he should be punished!

Lang Kun, who was thinking this way, didn't notice that he had been spoiled by Huo Xing at all, and he became self-willed.

The next second, Huo Xing's voice rang in his ears again: "I didn't prepare any food for you, I'm afraid it won't taste good if it gets cold later, if you wake up hungry in the middle of the night, drink some water first, call Ruoxian You bring the food up."

"..." After hearing these words, Lang Kun felt a little more at ease in his heart. It turned out that he hadn't forgotten that he didn't like bread.

Pei Ruoxian, who was ordered to wait outside the door, almost wanted to cry. His favorite thing was to sleep. It was fine if he couldn't sleep after being forced to work for more than ten hours. Now that everyone is fine and still not allowed to sleep, is there any trouble in this world? God's right!Will I be paid overtime wages for overtime work?It's almost like the food delivery is not reimbursed!

This time Huo Xing really left, Lang Kun waited for a while to make sure that he would not come back, lifted the quilt, and Gulu got up to get the thermos cup by the bed.

Unscrewing the cup, a sweet smell came to the nostrils, Lang Kun sniffled and recognized the smell of brown sugar.

"You actually gave me brown sugar water, will I come to my aunt?" Lang Kun complained, but his body was extremely honest, Lang Kun took a sip of the brown sugar water, the temperature was just right, and the sweetness was just right.

What Lang Kun didn't know was that when Huo Xing asked the nurse for brown sugar, the other party did ask him with a smile: "Group leader Huo also drinks brown sugar water, are you here, uncle?"

And Huo Xing's answer was: "It's not me, it's my wife who is feeling unwell, and she has a petty temper and refuses to eat, so I can only prepare some sugar water for him." Then he smiled softly, especially 24 filial piety.

The nurse suddenly realized, and gave the whole bag of brown sugar to Huo Xing.

With the brown sugar water to warm his stomach, Lang Kun felt much more comfortable. He lay down again and covered himself with the quilt, and soon fell asleep again.

When Pei Ruoxian came in for rounds early the next morning, Lang Kun had already woken up and was eating breakfast after washing up.

"Morning, Team Leader Pei." Lang Kun greeted with a smile, "Have you had breakfast, together?"

Pei Ruoxian was not polite to him either, and sat down with a smile, "Don't call me Team Leader Pei, just call me Ruoxian just like Lao Huo."

"Ruoxian." Lang Kun was as good as others.

Compared with the bewilderment when he first met Pei Ruoxian, Lang Kun's attitude towards him has changed greatly in just over half a month, becoming more natural and comfortable, especially today.

Pei Ruoxian thought to himself, could it be because of restoring the memory and rediscovering the nature?He has heard of it. The mysteriously missing Demon Lord is a very special person. He has an exquisite heart, is scheming and good at using power but is not sinister. He has a high reputation among the Demon Race, especially with himself as the pawn The act of fighting for a living space for the tribe has won the love of the demon tribe. I am afraid that no one can match the four tribes of immortals, humans, demons, and ghosts.

"What's the matter, Ruoxian, isn't breakfast to your liking?" Seeing him in a daze, Lang Kun showed a worried expression.

"No, the canteen's products are always good, not to mention that Lao Huo bought them himself." Pei Ruoxian smiled and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, "I was just thinking about something."

"Oh." Lang Kun nodded, "You worked hard yesterday, and my work must have caused a lot of trouble for everyone."

Pei Ruoxian thought about it, in fact, in terms of injuries, it's not too troublesome, other things are hard to say.

In fact, he came to the ward round so early today, and he still had another task, but he hadn't figured out how to speak, and he couldn't touch Huo Xing's bad luck, so his expression was very constipated.

"Actually, it's not too troublesome, your injury is not serious..." Pei Ruoxian thought for a while, thinking about stretching his head and shrinking his head, anyway, death is worse than a quick fight, so he cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Lang Kun, I can still call you that, but I should call you Mozun."

Team Leader Pei, who has always shown himself to be refined and refined, is suffering!How could he be asked to do this kind of thing? What if he said something inappropriate and was punished by Huo Xing.

Lang Kun: "..."

Lang Kun choked, he didn't expect Pei Ruoxian to ask him such a question early in the morning, he really couldn't laugh or cry.

"Actually, I haven't fully remembered what happened before, but I just have a vague feeling that the identity of the demon king is quite stressful for me." Lang Kun smiled wryly, and Pei Ruoxian's question also awakened himself. Lang Kun continued to live as an ordinary person, but he still had to accept his identity as a demon.

To be honest, the latter is somewhat difficult for him now.

After all, Pei Ruoxian didn't forget what he was supposed to do. After eating Lang Kun's two steamed stuffed buns and a cup of soy milk, he checked him diligently, confirmed that he was fine and could leave at any time, and then left.

This ward is VIP-level, clean and comfortable. Lang Kun sat on the sofa lazily and didn't want to leave. He felt that he should sort out his thoughts, otherwise he really didn't know how to face Huo Xing—he was like that It's hard to say, it's hard to tell myself about falling into the devil's way, and I'm not cowardly, not daring to defend myself for leaving without saying goodbye.

Ugh!

Lang Kun let out a long sigh, hugged a cushion to practice Ge You's paralysis, raised his head and recalled everything he saw after he fell into a coma.

In fact, after being seriously injured by Yue Zhen's devilish energy, his consciousness was only in a coma for a short period of time. During this period, the most obvious feeling was the unbearable feeling of hot and cold, but soon, the two alternating hot and cold merged together. A comfortable and reassuring warmth flowed out of his body.

This feeling is very familiar, as if returning to the days when Chaos was in the birth pool, the pool that bred demons, like the womb of a human mother, gave birth to one after another demon life.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, Lang Kun wanted to open his eyes to look around, but was stung by a burst of white light and burst into tears. When he could see the surrounding things clearly, he realized that the sky had turned dark red at some point, and he was Standing by the edge of a pool, black air hovers above the pool, surrounded by barren reddish-brown land, as if the color of dried blood.

"Huamochi..." After he unconsciously pronounced the name, he realized how he knew this! ?

In the next second, Lang Kun saw a person walking towards the border of the vast land, and that person was pacing slowly, as if this place was not a cold and empty place, but a paradise full of spring flowers.The man got closer and closer, Lang Kun wanted to talk to him, and asked him where he was and how to leave, but he stopped after seeing the familiar figure of the other party.

Isn't the person in the black robe walking towards here with a demonic aura, isn't he himself?

Lang Kun was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he could only stare at the approaching man without blinking - he never thought that his face could have such a stern expression, his eyes could also Like that, like a pool of stagnant water, I can also have that kind of black energy all over my body that makes people shy away.

The man was already very close to Lang Kun, but he didn't seem to notice Lang Kun, he still walked forward on his own until he stopped three steps away from Lang Kun.

Lang Kun thought, did he finally see me?

However, this is not the case, the man just asked suspiciously: "Who is there?"

Just as Lang Kun was about to answer, he saw the man's eyes looking behind him, watching him pass by him, ran to the pool quickly, squatted by the pool and leaned forward as hard as he could, as if he was going to get out of the water Get something up.

Realizing that he needed help, Lang Kun quickly ran over, but it was still a step too late. The man had already fished out the dying boy in the water, and carried him to the ground by the pool to lay him flat. The man's pale fingers emerged from the black robe. With his lower body exposed, he first tested the boy's breath, and then went to test his pulse.

After Lang Kun saw the face of the comatose young man, he was horrified again. The immature face in front of him, with a bluish-white lifeless face, was not Huo Xing, who else! ?